The Emperor Of Lancashire George Formby I've got a feeling it's my lucky day, come on fellers I'm on my way, I'm going right up to the top of the tree, so come right in and have a drink with me. It won't be long till I make my pile, then I'll live in the gr andest style. I'll be a Cotton King yes sir, I'll be the Emperor Of Lancashir e I'll have a retinue ten miles long, and an army ten million str ong Big white elephants, by the score, and a fleet at anchor off th e Wigan shore Don't you recognize who I am? You've got to give me a big salaa m. You've got to end with a vote of thanks, to the Emperor Of Lanc s... Now bow down everyone here I come, bang that cymbal and hit tha t drum. Bow down everyone, yes sir, I'm the Emperor Of Lancashire. Who's this gentleman flashing dough? Is he somebody we should know? Is he somebody? Woah sir! I'm Emperor Of Lancashire Who's this gentleman talking loud? Is he one of the usual crowd ? Who's this gentleman? Yes sir! I'm the Emperor Of Lancashire Don't you recognise who you've seen? He's the boss of the whole chabine. He's the fellow who broke the banks. That's me, I'm the Emperor of Lancs. Who's that fellow they're crowding round Who's that sucker the boys have found Who's that sucker? My dear sir, I'm Emperor Of Lancashire Now I'm going back to my native town, with my millions I'll kno ck 'em down I'll have everything in my power and I'll build a palace on the Blackpool tower On my birthday the crowds will cheer, all the fountains will fl ow with beer. Blackpool wakes will run all year, for the Emperor Of Lancashir e I'll hold a banquet for fifty score, tripe and onions and whelk s galore Stewed pigs trotters, aye and mutton shanks for the Emperor of Lancs. Bow down everyone, here I come, bang that cymbal and hit that d rum. Bow down everyone, yes sir, I'm the Emperor Of Lancashire. Tištěno z www.texty-piesni.sk Sponzor: www.srovnavac.cz - šetříme na pojištění! Powered by TCPDF (www.tcpdf.org).